"sharia leather"
firn venomramfeezled
fare not leaving carveprints
roll with the raunch punches
rainless brooding snood
radar wrought of beadwinks
a farce worth no gather
infectious rush
drizzle of ashen cark
our walg full of dull gods
gondola for blunders
fare not seeking frith
grumblethrum
umgang the reaper grimbright
hymn with benefit steep
housed in a pitstop shimmer
Time to harvest the golden wheat.
"What is called progress has consumed the fabric of our towns like fire, where war has not acted the mad dentist." --Debatable Land
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